I can’t remember for the life of me what the joke was or what was so funny. The laughter and ruckus the two of us were making was so big that the dog started running around in circles and barking.
We must have been in one of those punchy moods. You know the kind of mood where a pendulum must keep swinging back and hitting your funny bone and, funny or not, you can’t help but laugh at whatever’s going on. And when you start laughing, you can’t stop. And you don’t want to, either.
It all started when we decided to take my friend’s dog for a walk. We were at her vacation house in the middle of the summer in Needles, CA….where it can easily hit 115+ degrees during the day, and can hoover around 100 degrees in the dead of night. Her house was on a golf course, and since it was dark out, we decided to take him out to run around on the course. We were walking and telling stories, laughing and enjoying the time away from real life.
After walking for awhile, I don’t know how it happened but we started getting giggly. And I don’t remember what started it, but all hell broke loose. She said something, and I can’t remember what it was, and before you knew it, we both were laughing so hard about something that we were doubled over with stomach cramps. We also both ended up getting weak knees from the laughter (or maybe loss of breath from forgetting to breathe) and ended up rolling around in the grass, kicking our legs and laughing like children. Or lunatics. I swear it took everything in me not to pee my pants.
Tears streamed down our faces, we couldn’t talk, couldn’t breath, couldn’t get up, and couldn’t stop laughing. I think the dog thought we were losing our minds.
And everytime we tried to stop laughing and we tried to catch our breath…one of us would look at the other and it would start all over again. We must have sat out there and laughed for at least a half an hour. No words, just pure, childlike laughter.
The next morning when we laughed about it again (though not nearly as hard or as long), neither of us had any idea what started the craziness in the first place.
But that kind of laughter? The kind that you just let go with reckless abandon…the kind that only happens maybe once a year? The kind that leaves you feeling sastified and happy, but with sore stomach muscles the next morning? That laughter is the best feeling in the world!
When I think of that night with my friend, I can still see her face: her hair pulled back in a ponytail due to the heat, eyes closed with tears leaking from each of them, mouth wide open with a smile that couldn’t possibly get any bigger.
That happened years ago…before either of us had kids. Maybe five or six years ago? But I remember it like it was yesterday.
And so it goes…
I wrote this post for Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop in response to Prompt #3: Describe the last thing that made you laugh really hard. While this isn’t the last thing that I laughed hard at, it certainly is one of the most memorable!